today at work a little kid came in to order their birthday cake and their mom was like “(deep sigh) tell them what you want on your cake” and the kid was like “ELSA” and the mom was like “(deeper sigh) and?” and the kid was like “SHARKS” that kid literally ordered a princess elsa and sharks birthday cake and i have literally never in my whole life been more excited to see the end result of an order ive taken.

little kid cake orders are the BEST! one time there was like this 5 yr old girl and all she wanted was a komodo dragon themed cake…

she got it

That cake is more impressive than anything I’ve seen on any of those Fantabulosity Cakes shows, oh my god.

My cousins’ asked for Star Wars and Ballet. The person who made it really ran with the idea.

I wanna be someone’s favorite person to talk to

i love cats

you have long cat (serval)

ear cat (sand cat)

small evil cat (black footed cat)

spherical cat (pallas cat)

cat who probably watches makeup tutorials on youtube (caracal)

very round cat (leopardus guigna)

water cat (fishing cat)

cat with socks (leopardus colocolo)

grayscale cat (geoffroy’s cat)

and let’s not forget revolver cat (ocelot)

🎶These are a few of my favorite things 🎶

Don’t forget Snek Cat (Clouded Leopard)

@bunjywunjy

LOOK, TEETHY FUR BOIS

IMPORTANT ALLEGED CATS

Are You 100% Sure This Isn’t A Lemur (flat-headed cat)

That’s A Fucking Stoat (Jaguarundi)

Foot Fetish (canadian lynx)

(OK I’M SORRY FOR THAT ONE BUT JESUS JUST LOOK AT IT.)

and I move that my favorite, spherical cat, should be renamed Redonkasaurus Rex immediately (pallas cat)

first of all how Dare u call black footed babies evil smh but

how could yall forget

Tinie Babey aka smallest cat species (rusty spotted cat - Prionailurus rubiginosus)

Get That Cat A Modeling Contract (asiatic golden cat - Pardofelis temminckii)

Tater Tot Spots (andean mountain cat - Leopardus jacobita)

Smaller, More Alien-looking Ocelot (margay - Leopardus wiedii)

and finally I’m Pretty Sure That’s The Love Child of a Snow Leopard and a Clouded Leopard (marbled cat - Pardofelis marmorata)

SO MANY MAMA MAFDETS! @tawaubastmut and your beloved pallas cat! :D

Dis my tail cat: snow leopard

@rainbows2brite You are going to love this post!

This is a long ass post and I enjoyed every inch of it 😂

Is filming a movie about space great because you get to wear socks all the time?

Missing - David Dobrik x Reader

Ok so I haven’t posted a fic in FOREVER but I just started writing this and couldn’t stop. Hopefully, you like it?

Word Count: 2,019 Warnings: Angst, worry, I went overboard with this I’m sorry

You woke up around 4am, to the noise of a clicking mouse and some typing. You looked around and saw you had fallen asleep on the couch in David’s living room, it was still dark, but the light of David’s laptop was illuminating the area around him. 

His hair was messy, he had his glasses on, the bags under his eyes were dark and purple and he looked like he was struggling to stay awake. You watched him work for a minute, admiring his features, then you decided it was time for him to stop and to go to bed.

Keep reading

a 90’s kid? don’t you mean sad adult?

70,000 people have reblogged this but no one is trying to defend themselves

There is nothing to defend

#i read a post once that described 90s kids as the generation of nostalgia #because so much technological advancement happened in such a rapid timeframe when we were growing up #that we can clearly remember having technologies that are now obsolete #like going from a corded hugeass phone to a small computer in your pocket just within our formative years is a major thing #and it sparks a nostalgia for our seemly ‘simpler’ childhoods #because so much rapid development makes it seem like it was a lot longer ago than it actually was (x)

This is the most solid explanation of our decade I have ever heard.

Oh my god

Just to add onto that, our childhood wasn’t even technology based. We grew up knowing of chalk, skateboards, jump rope, street hockey, playgrounds, butterfly collecting, etc. Slowly technology took over our lives and now there are hardly kids playing outside in the summer. We can clearly remember our childhood as it was and now we can see the clear line between it. We were the generation right smack in the middle of it all. Our parents were of non-tech and our children/young siblings will be all tech.

Not to mention, ours was the last generation that grew up with all those bright promises of “work hard, go to college, and you’ll have a successful life,” only to find those hopes abruptly dashed when the housing bubble burst. Milliennials have grown up expecting that disappointment, because for them, the problem has been there since Day One.

So 90s kids aren’t just nostalgic…we’re BITTER. And we ache for those days when we could still think that the world was boundless and full of the opportunities we were promised since the first day of kindergarten.

Every time someone adds to this i have to reblog.

heres a TOTALLY BLANK image!! there is DEFINITELY NO REASON for u to click it!!!!!!!!! NOT AT ALL!!!!!!!!!!!

Get your ass on the dance floor

this is already on my blog like five times and i honestly don’t even care

I want more women to feel empowered to do this.

Scars from breast cancer can be both hard to hide and embarrassing for some women. I wish they weren’t, because scars mean you’re a fighter and a bad ass.

Women have told me after their mastectomy they felt self conscious about someone seeing their chest. My grandmother wore her false breast (she had only one boob removed) around even the house for a long time. (Of course, now when we were taking about the procedure she asked “want to see my boob?” And had to go fetch it from the other room. It was an interesting conversation to say the least.)

Anyway, breast reconstruction can be expensive, and some women either don’t want it or can’t have it done for various reasons.

But you know what, chest tattoos are easily accessible. There are even tattoo shops that give discounts to women covering up breast cancer scars. And women who no longer have a nipple? You can get a bad ass tattoo

Check out

Their site starts like this:

They host pink day:

Check out some of the work on their site:

You can donate to the organization, or if you know a tattoo artist you can let them know they accept volunteers to be a part of their community of artists.

Here is another badass lady and her bad ass tattoo (found on pinterest)

I am sharing this again because @staff might decide this is “adult content”.

These are cancer survivors reclaiming their bodies.

Banning all “female presenting” nipples ignores a commuity of women who are total bad asses who said “fuck you” to their cancer scars and turned them into art.

Not every image of a female nipple should be sexualized. This is not porn, this is courage and strength.

Are the new regulations going to delete this post. Does a post supporting a cancer survivors violate Tumblr’s community guidelines?

If it does, maybe the guidelines are wrong, and not the post.

Hey @staff, per your guidelines this isn’t explicit content.

Yet this post was flagged. Maybe figure out an appeal process.

Fuck you guys

Nothing is sexual about badass warriors surviving.

Nice algorithm by the way, once again going against your own bullshit

This morning I had the totally random and completely unsolicited realization that “Ghengis Khan” has the same number of syllables as “Stacey’s Mom”, and if I have to be cursed with this knowledge then so do you.

Oh my god

Happiness Will Come To You.

when tho

When You Least Expect It. Probably Late March

reblog for happiness to come for you in late march!

I reblogged this last year and I hung out with blink-182 backstage on March 30. Reblogging again because it worked the first time.

honestly, last year one of the best days of my life happened in late March

SPN FANDOM TRADITION: ALWAYS. REBLOG. ON. TUESDAY.

DO WANT THIS TRADITION TO STAY FOREVER IN THIS FANDOM

ALWAYS.

FANDOM LAW YOU MUST ABIDE

ALWAYS.

I will always reblog this

It’s here again!!!!

EVERY. SINGLE. TUESDAY.

So funny story; I listen to music all night (like I have music going to whole fucking night yo. It helps me sleep or some shit, idk.) So at midnight I was still up and I was just scrolling through Tumblr when RIGHT AT FUCKING 12AM Heat Of The Moment stars blasting through my speakers and I’m just sat there like

It’s a SPN family rule to reblog on Tuesdays!

IT’S TUESDAYYYYY!

Here we go again, hehe. :D 

Somebody posted this at like ten last night and I got my days all sorts of mixed up. I woke up this morning thinking it was Wednesday. 

always reblog this on the most magnificent day know as Tuesday!

And at that day, I swear we were infinite

I’ve yet to find a gif of this moment, so i made my own.

I want to apologise to

- Britney for making fun of her when she had her breakdown

- Monica Lewinski for judging her when she was a 22year old temp sexually assaulted by the most powerful man in the world

- Ke$ha for ever thinking she was trashy when all she wanted to do was make party music

- Kristen Stewart for ever thinking she was dumb when she’s actually one of the coolest people ever

- Megan Fox for ever thinking she was just a slut when actually she was an actress being harassed by her employer. 

- Hating all the women who made a career out of having a hot body. Being is shape is hard, beauty is a weapon and auto promotion is hard work. 

- All the Mary-Sues, who exist because young girls everywhere want to be part of a story they love so much

- All the female characters I ever snobbed because they got in the way of my ship.

- Hating the color pink during my teenage years, when it’s actually a lovely color and what I resented was society’s pressure to perform femininity. 

love of my life but played on an old radio while you’re sitting on your porch in the middle of town at 3am with a light rain smattering against your sidewalk. The cars passing by your street whisper you a greeting. You are at peace.

Wake Me by the Bleachers except from a pocket radio as you lie underneath a tree on a windy hillside after a funeral. It’s beginning to storm and the wind is picking up, but you refuse to get up until the song is finished.